A Story of the Haram Child

Part 33 Exploring Memory

The night was late, but the netra Daneela could not be closed. He looked at the face of the man who had managed to shed the grudge that was mounting in his heart.

Back he was on his back, taking a look at the ceiling of the room. Too many questions came to his mind, including what Anarya was talking about with Bu Bram.

Daneela's mind began to rage, the fear of the past experienced by Daneesa can not be ignored. He did not want to experience the same thing as his twin brother.

Now he rose from the contest, the feet were actually tired because the work of working on the order cake almost took time and energy today he was forced to move out of the room.

In the dining room, Daneela sat down while drinking water that she poured only half a glass. I don't know how many times he breathed while rubbing his face.

"Lasmi .. I will never let you make me the next victim. The cheats and cunning you used to rely on, won't fool anyone anymore."

Didn't feel Daneela's hand squeezing the tablecloth so furious. The flash of memory of past events that befell Daneesa again filled the memory room.

At the time, Daneela was eight months pregnant. He came home in a state of severe bleeding. In a panic Daneela and Bu Rani take her to the maternity hospital.

There's no story as to why he got that way, because until the end of his breath Daneesa never told what had happened. After giving birth, she only asks Daneela to keep her daughter from the bad guys.

Daneela's suspicion at that time was that of Bu Bram, because only he was against Anarya and Daneesa's relationship. However, at that time he had no evidence to report the crime that the arrogant and arrogant woman had committed.

He never thought, it turns out that behind all the events there is Lasmi as the mastermind. He uses the Bramantyo family's slump as an opportunity to earn Anarya's love.

Ms. Bram who comes from a family can not afford not to want her husband's wealth lost, she is afraid will be poor again. Like a tadung together, Lasmi's intention got a good response from Ms. Bramantyo.

Huff ....

Back Daneela sighed and exhaled strongly. The past story he knew from Anarya's explanation made his chest feel tight and squeezed.

This time he will not let Lasmi act again. The tears of Bu Rani as a mother who lost a child are already quite painful for Daneela, and now she will not let Lasmi make the old man's tears fall again.

"Alright, I have to take action. I need to see Lasmi. But ... how am I supposed to meet him without Anarya getting caught?" Daneela tapped on the empty glass.

"Atau ... ehm .. or am I frank to Anarya if I want to see Lasmi to warn her?" muttered Daneela who was still thinking.

"No, no ... Anarya was still hiding something from me. That means I need to know what he's hiding. If the problem is clear, then I will act." Binar sumringah was immediately present in the look of Daneela's ayu face, he snapped a finger while smiling.

He poured water back into the glass that he had been holding. However, just about to drink .. back the radiant face receded.

"But ... How do I get information?" Daneela's hand scratched the rough head that didn't itch.

"Argh .. I will force Anarya to speak. It's hard, anyway! Anyway, I don't want it if me or Nessa are in danger. I better be firm than now!" Daneela tried to make a determination.

His hope of sipping the sweetness of the world with the man he loves will not be taken for granted. For the sake of Nessa and also the fate of her household.

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The morning sunlight breaks through the leafy grass, warmly touching the skin. The little birds chirping along with the rising of the sun as much as possible.

In the sky, there was not a single cloud hanging. Only the stratus cirrus cloud dominates space. So bright atmosphere today.

Contrary to the mood of an Anarya. He looks so uninspired when he is in the middle of his son and wife. Raga is with them, but her mind drifts to Resti.

The little boy completely seized his mind. Even since the threat of Lasmi, he became increasingly unable to leave the little boy who had been calling him father.

'Am I really his father?' ask Anarya in heart.

The anxiety became even more when he met Bu Bramantyo. From the woman, Anarya got information that before Anarya, Lasmi had a relationship with another man named Yoga. However, the extent of their relationship, Ms. Bramantyo could not be sure.

Doubts about the blood flowing in Resti's body intensified with the story. Lasmi may be pregnant with Yoga, but the man does not want to be responsible so Lasmi chased after Anarya and forced her to marry.

All possibilities sprung up in Anarya's brain. He tried to calculate the deadline between marriage and Lasmi's pregnancy. With Anarya's jelly back to explore the past, he tried to remember events after events.

At that time, Lasmi came to the house to see Ms. Bramantyo. However, for what Anarya is not interested to know because in the slightest he is not interested in Lasmi.

A week after Lasmi's arrival home, Ms. Bramantyo began forcing Anarya to accompany Lasmi on a trip or take Lasmi home.

Bu Bramantyo's desire is getting stronger when financial conditions are getting harder. Mrs Bramantyo pleaded with Anarya to save the family's economy.

At that time, Anarya was still adamant to maintain her desire to remain with Daneesa, especially Daneesa was pregnant with the fruits of their love.

Various ways did Bu Bramantyo to separate Anarya with Daneesa, until finally he sent Anarya abroad to study. Beyond a doubt, it turns out Anarya's departure was used as an opportunity to get rid of Daneesa.

Only a month after his death, he heard the death of the woman he loved so much. At that time there was no suspicion of the two devious women, because the news he got only told that Daneesa died after giving birth.

The urge to marry Lasmi he never ignored until finally Nessa was three years old and he took from the hands of Bu Rani as a redeemer for the wrong of Daneesa. He was forced to accept Lasmi because at that time Lasmi showed his affection for the princess only wayangnya.

Yes, the marriage took place after Nessa's three years. That means that the time span is very long, it is impossible for Lasmi to get pregnant with Yoga before marrying him. Moreover, Lasmi pregnancy occurs after the marriage age of almost eight months.

It takes time to accept Lasmi as a wife, as the shadow of Daneesa continues to haunt her every breath. Guilt has left her pregnant, even failing to convince Ms. Bramantyo to accept Daneesa as a daughter-in-law.

'So, obviously Resti is not a Yoga child. Is it true, my son? Why are his blood types different?' batin Anarya's.

Anarya's daydreams made her unconscious that Daneela had noticed every expression on her face. Even Nessa calls up to several times she does not listen. Daneela, who saw Nessa trying to pull her father's arm, quickly coded the little girl into silence.

"Ma, Dad why?" nessa asked half a whisper.

"Sttt .. let it go, let's see. Looks like Dad's thinking hard." Daneela replied while throwing a smile.

The innocent little girl was just a beard and according to what Daneela said. "Honey, today I want to take Nessa to Dek Resti. So, after breakfast Nessa gets ready, huh?"

"Yes, Ma." Nessa replied with a feisty nod, she rushed over to finish the meal which was only a few more mouthfuls left.

After eating, the little girl immediately headed for the room to change clothes and prepare herself. Daneela who saw Nessa's behavior, just smiled.

After Nessa leaves the dining room, Daneela approaches Anarya who is still drifting in daydreams. Not wanting to waste any time, he immediately patted the arm of the man before him.

The slightly hard clap made Anarya stunned and woke up from the busyness in her mind. "W-what, honey?" Anarya.

"Mas, I want you to be honest. What's the matter, actually?"

Anarya was just speechless, confused still struggling to cover her handsome face. He wants to be honest, but still not sure what he thinks.

For a moment he took as much oxygen as possible to prepare himself to talk to the woman who now replaced the position of Daneesa in his heart.

"Mas wants to be honest, but Mas's not sure yet. A lot of things are confusing, Yang." Anarya rubbed her face while returning to take a deep breath.

"Tell me what it is." Daneela kept pushing, she didn't want to be in curiosity.

Anarya fixed her seat, she leaned over and spoke half-whispering in fear of being heard by Nessa. "So this ... I'm confused whose daughter Resti is."

Daneela who heard her husband's words was immediately aghast, the bead ball round and the mouth a little gaping. He was not sure how Anarya could doubt Resti as her son.

"Mas, are you aware of what you're talking about?" daneela asked with a squint, trying to convince her that what she heard was wrong.

"Yes, Yang. I doubt that Resti is really the flesh blood of Mas, because ...."

"Because what?"

"Blood Resti is different from your blood type."

Daneela stroked the chest, "O Allah, Mas .. So, just because of that you doubted Resti as your son?" daneela asked, answered with a nod from Anarya.

"Mas ... could have been Resti blood type same as Lasmi, whose name is blood type, right, does not have to be the same as father."

"Yes, I know. But Resti's blood type is also not the same as Lasmi. That's why when Resti needs blood, Lasmi and I can't donate blood. Remember, right, who ended up donating blood?"

Daneela frowned, her memory returning as she went to the hospital. In a panic, Anarya said that Resti needed an O-type blood donor. However, at that time there was no question why not those who donated blood.

And now he understands, but if Resti is not the son of Anarya .. then who is the biological father of Resti?

"Mas sure your blood types are different?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Have you asked the doctor?"

Anarya. "Today I'm going to see the doctor and ask for an explanation."

"Why not just ask for a DNA test? So it's all clear."

"Mas is afraid, Yang."

"Fearful? Are you afraid of the Lasmi threat?"

"No, but I'm afraid Resti is not my flesh and blood."

"Then just ignore the problem. Accept Rest as your son."

"It's not that easy. Lasmi is currently using Resti to get me back to her. The boy's pity is used as an outlet for his mother's vexation."

"Huff ... sucks! Looks like Lasmi's a sick woman, Mas. He needs a psychiatrist to treat the psychiatric disorder he's been having all this time." Daneela was annoyed by Lasmi's increasingly outrageous behavior.

Anarya did not respond to Daneela's words because she herself was still in endless confusion. For Anarya it does not matter if he still brings Resti to gather with his new family, but it will have long tail.

Resti's existence in his house will be a gap for Lasmi to visit often, it means the same as giving the opportunity to the woman to enter her household life.

But if Resti was left there, it would be tantamount to letting the child be tormented with Lasmi's abusive habits. Anarya knows very well how desperate Lasmi is, she can do anything to realize her crazy obsession.

The situation became silent, no more sound came out of the two. Each was busy with various things in his mind, until the arrival of Nessa ended the silence.

"Yuk, Dad! Nessa is ready!"

Anarya turned her head towards the voice, she smiled when she saw her daughter who had finished getting ready. The smile of the little girl always reminded her of the woman she loved so much.

"Yes, we're leaving now."

"But, Well ..we haven't bought any fruit for Dek Resti."

"Let's stop by the fruit stall."

"No, Dad. Let's go to the cake shop. Dek Resti likes ply cakes."

"Yes, honey .. yes, let's go."

Anarya's hand grabbed her little angel's shoulder, then walked away from Daneela who was still cleaning their used breakfast plate.

After putting the dishes in the kitchen, Daneela rushed after Anarya who had reached the terrace of the house. "Mas, I'm coming, huh?"

"Is it really okay if you come?"

"I'd better come, I have something to talk to Lasmi about."

Anarya folds her forehead hearing Daneela's words. One concern arises, this time he does not want anything to happen with Daneela. It's enough to lose Daneesa, and he doesn't want the same thing to happen to Daneesa's surrogate.

"Darling, you'd better be home, huh? Let me and Nessa go there."

"Lho, Pa. .. Why can't you come?" asked Nessa while looking in wonder at Anarya.

"Nessa knows, right, that Lasmi's mom doesn't like Mama Ela?"

"Yes, Nessa knows, Pa. But then Mama'll just wait outside, so I don't know."

Anarya thought for a moment. "Alright, Mama Ela's coming. But promise, just wait in the car. Don't come down."

"okay!" Daneela blinked her eyes and coded with her fingers, with quick steps she returned to the room to simply tidy up her hair and take the bag.

That morning they returned to the hospital with their own heart. Anarya who wants to see a doctor, Nessa who wants to see her favorite sister, and Daneela who will secretly meet Lasmi.

I don't know what would happen if Lasmi met the figure she really hated.